Listening To : The Sounds of Mid-June

Friday, June 19, 02015

June continues! And onward we push through those thirty posts that I’ve been writing every year this month. For the fifth year in a row I’m back to a month of daily blogging: each day a new post on a new topic, but on the same blog-per-day topic as last year, creating another set of Those 30 Posts in June. Today, that post just happens to be about something that I am:

Listening To… The Sounds of Mid-June

I’ve heard a lot of things this past week or two. If you’re interested, some of those things happen to include:

the coffee grinder at the second cup where I’m writing this | the clunk-clunks of my car as yet another part fails and the inevitable need to actually, physically go vehicle shopping looms closer | the sound of about a hundred sets of bagpipes leading the march of about five thousand mourning police officers down jasper avenue | a conversation about donairs by a small nearby group of retired men in the coffee shop where I’m writing this | an non-fiction audiobook about cognitive dissonance | the various dings, chimes, and tones as I finally make the effort to fine-tune my numerous iPhone notifications | an excited seven-year-old preparing for her long-anticipated summer vacation | the occasional zap of an electrocuted bug in my new mosquito zapper | most of the entire back-catalog of the Cracked podcast | the wind, so, so much wind | the distant evening cheers of excited parents from the nearby soccer field as I’m hanging out in the backyard watering and watering and watering my garden | white noise intermixed with the pittering of keyboards at my ever-quieter office | the revving of car engines from the numerous idiots and other disrespectful drivers who seem to have moved into the nearby condo | the new chime sound that they’ve started using for an approaching LRT train | my own audible groans as I read the narrow minded and inanely trollish comments on any news article remotely linked to provincial politics | the first five seconds of video truck ads thanks to Youtube scraping my browsing history and figuring out that I’ve been reading truck reviews and thus slamming targeted advertising down my throat everytime I want to watch a video | the robin who has taken up residence in our backyard | that little voice in my head reminding me that I’m due for a run

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